I began to measure the passage of time
by the names of songs I started
but have yet to complete:
Lady of the Garden
Math is Beautiful
Persian Stan Lee
End of Winter
Shame Waves.
I wish to write something
more poignant
about these songs,
about this year.
I find myself sitting
and listening
to their half-formed
voices reminding me
of all the beauty
I have left unfinished
in my life.
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